"This is……"

The Six-Pole Warriors' Skills are the ground-grade exercises, which produce the Six-Pole True Qi, and has the ability to warm and nourish the magic weapons.

But Fang Yuan never knew that the Six-Pier Imperial Soldier Technique had such a change, and the retrograde route had the effect of initiation.

At this time, with the influx of Nangong Wentian's true energy, his body suddenly became like a glutton, greedily devouring this power.

Especially in the Dantian, a dragon-like sound suddenly came.

The black talisman struggled and was ready to move. However, it was limited by the source power and was blocked tightly.

‘Could it be...this is the last one it was?’

Fang Yuan relaxed the source power limit, and suddenly, the black rune whale absorbed water, absorbing Nangong Wentian's six pole true energy, and the entire rune was completed in one go.

In the attribute column, the black inscription is completely complete, like a black and red knife, emitting mysterious thoughts:

"The Demon Soldier's Blood-Drinking Knife!"

He pronounced the name gently.

Boom!

It was as if the mind was connected, the earth of Shenbing Villa cracked, a large number of huge rocks were smashed down, and blood was splattered.

With the blood waves, a black and half-meter-long black weapon suddenly fell in front of Fang Yuan and was steadily caught by him.

The sword is dark all over, as if it devours the surrounding light. The blade has even more ancient patterns, like a human bloodline, and like a hot and rolling magma stream.

"In ancient times, a strange demon from outside the sky came to harm the people. He was killed and dismembered by the Lord of the Heavenly Emperor Sword. The forging sect craftsman Ou Zhizi took his bones and blood, and cooperated with other precious ores. It took 7749 years to cast a demon blade called "Drinking Blood". On the day of the sword, he was crazy and killed all the people and committed suicide!"

A record of the Lie family's comments on the demon soldiers suddenly appeared in Fang Yuan's heart: "It turns out that the Divine Soldier Villa deserves its name, but it's just that it is a demon soldier hidden!"

This giant sword weighs more than 300 kilograms. Even if ordinary warriors raise it, they naturally feel like flesh and blood is connected, and the six true energy in their bodies is even more ready to move.

After all, this knife has swallowed the essence of his body for more than ten years! It has long been connected with breaths!

"Haha! The magic sword appears, how can there be no blood sacrifice?!"

Nangong Wentian stepped forward: "Kill me! Kill me, then kill everyone present, and open the way for the Blood-Drinking Sword! From then on, there will be an extra legend of an undefeated magic sword in the world!"

He forced his initiation before, and even if Fang Yuan deliberately kept his hand, he lost the nine-level success power. At this time, he was not as good as a warrior of the third grade, but his eyes were extremely hot.

"Even if I gain all my skills, I'm afraid I can't break through the encirclement of the Demon Sect. Fortunately, the Blood-Drinking Sword has its own superpowers, which can swallow essence and blood and feed back to the host. As long as I become a sword spirit and absorb the essence and blood of the warriors present, it is enough to push him to the first-level peak, or even advance to the celestial phenomena, the world can go! There is only so much I can do for him!"

As for whether Nangong Wuwang could bear to take action, he was not worried at all.

After all, the Blood-Drinking Sword is a demon soldier. Even the Grandmaster Ou Zhizi was controlled by the demonic intention after the sword was completed. He killed all his family and committed suicide after waking up.

Nangong Wuwang is just a playboy, so naturally it is even more impossible for him to escape from it.

However, after the sacrifice is satisfied with the Blood-Drinking Sword and the sword spirit is available, it can recover.

‘By that time, the situation is complete, I hope he won’t blame me!’

'After all, I'm not a cruel person, but my son will dominate the martial arts world, which is pretty good!'

‘If you can’t do this, just sacrifice yourself and let your son do it. This is my magical enlightenment!’

Nangong Wentian's chest was straight towards the tip of the knife, with the look of great enlightenment of sacrifice.

Bang!

But in the next moment, the blood-drinking knife slapped Nangong Wentian and pressed him on the ground: "Old guy, do you want to die?"

Fang Yuan shook his head: "Have you asked me if I?"

“Huh?”

Nangong Wentian was very surprised: "Impossible!"

"impossible!"

What was more surprised than him was the invisible and gray-robed man who was facing a great enemy: "The blood-drinking sword will be born, and it will inevitably control the host and wash away the people. Why is he still awake? Could it be that this sword is still incomplete?"

"So that's it, no wonder it's called "Drinking Blood!"

Fang Yuan looked at his palm.

At the intersection with the handle of the knife, there was already a trace of red thread, which was like blood, clinging to his little arm.

A bloodthirsty desire was rushing his heart frantically, urging him to slaughter and chase blood.

If the playboy before, even the top third-grade master, would have to lose his mind and start a massacre.

However, it would be a joke to say that it can affect Fang Yuan.

"The six-pointed soldiers are controlled by people, rather than by soldiers! A mere dead object, at most, with some remnants of the demon god, would you still want to affect me?"

Fang Yuan sneered, and a layer of purple thought suddenly appeared on his wrist, dyeing all the blood vessels through.

Not only that, the blade was also eroded by purple.

Over the past month, his source power has been endless, and the power he has transformed has been completely swallowed by the Blood-Drinking Sword, and it has begun to be contaminated as an internal force.

What's more, after the talisman is perfected, there is no more flaw in his dantian, and the original source power can also be driven.

With the inside and outside, purple swept across, and instantly washed the blood-drinking knife.

From the blade, there seemed to be a roar from the bottom of the Nine Netherworlds, and it immediately fell completely silent.

Immediately, a strange magic trick took the initiative to enter Fang Yuan's sea of ​​consciousness.

"Big Blood Demonic Art!"

"It turns out that after the true level of the magic weapon demon blade at the world-class level has a corresponding magical secret book that will appear after completely recognizing the master? Is this the real heavenly skill?"

"However, there is some mystery in this technique, and the same is true for this magic knife!"

With the great blood demon skill, you can use the blood-drinking knife to perform the blood-drinking knife, and you will naturally be invincible. You can even practice blood-drinking, return to the Yuan to heal your wounds, become more courageous and have unparalleled endurance in the world!

But Fang Yuan keenly noticed some strange things inside the Blood-Drinking Sword. He did not practice at all at this time, but instead directly injected the six extreme true energy he had practiced into the blade.

Click!

His Six-Pole Imperial Soldier Art has long been practicing to a perfect state, but he has been stuck in the first realm because he cannot find a suitable spiritual weapon.

But the Blood-Drinking Knife had been refining after his Jingyuan sacrifice. At this time, it was like a part of his hands and feet, without any other procedures at all, and naturally became the target of the Six-Spirited Warriors.

Even the offerings of more than ten years before allowed him to directly cross the second realm and reach the third realm of the divine weapons feeding back!

Click!

A trace of blood-red sword energy was absorbed into the body by Fang Yuan, mixed with the six poles of true energy, and violently impacted the level.

Bang!

First of all, the clues of the third-grade warriors were completely destroyed in front of the sharp sword energy, as if they were stabbed like a piece of paper.

Immediately, the sword energy roared wildly, and it was soaring, crushing through many acupoints of the second grade.

Hurry!

It was like a storm of the shore, and the blood-red true energy hit the first-class warrior's heavenly gate, instantly tearing out countless cracks.

The crack widened and was broken after the second wave of true energy surged up.

In a flash, Fang Yuanwu broke through the third level and directly reached the ultimate realm of the mortal martial arts of the first-class master in this world!

After the first grade, the acupoints in the body are opened up, as if they have opened up an endless world.

The blood-colored true energy is vast and endless, as if it is about to push his strength to a peak of unpredictable gods and ghosts.

choke!

Outside the Divine Soldier Villa, a strange metal knock sounded.

hatred!

Any warrior who heard this voice suddenly felt an endless sense of hatred in his heart.

I hate the unfairness of heaven! I hate the unfairness of the earth! I hate the sorrow of separation!

Obviously, this was an old monster who was secretly coming to the formation to suppress the formation. He was also frightened by Fang Yuan's entry and directly blocked it.

"All men are looking for death!"

Under the traction of the energy, Fang Yuan had no time to think and slashed his sword!

Hissing!

The sword energy of the same kind as the sword is swept across, and the person who blocks it is invincible.

The man in gray robe, who was the first to be hit, had his heart and courage, and he quickly retreated, his spine smashed into countless walls, showing the terrible strength of a first-class master.

The invisible assassin beside him was slightly weaker and was torn apart by sword energy at the same time as other unlucky guests, as if five horses were dismembered and died terrible.

Bang!

The sword energy was exhausted, and the man in gray robe had retreated again and again, and arrived at the gate of the Divine Soldier Villa.

He looked at the sword aura on the ground and couldn't help but murmur: "What a fast knife! What an evil knife!"

Puff!
To be continued...